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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 17, 2012 23:44:39 GMT -8
Bastille was a little irritated that her efforts were for-naught but hey. Live and let live. The 'other' sat quietly 90% of the time anyway, so she was free to wallow about it alone in her own corner of the brain. Bastille sipped the tea.
"It's not." She replied simply. "What about Egyptian gods?"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 17, 2012 23:46:19 GMT -8
"I only met Set, Ra, and Anubis. But if you want an audience with Ra I can arrange that. I DO hold his scepter."
He took another bite.
"Or you can go on your own and try and get an audience in your own manner. Since you want your own title. I assume that means without me being involved."
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 18, 2012 0:11:02 GMT -8
"'Ishtar' has a nice ring to it...." She murmured as she finished her tea and set it down.
"Either way, Kahleesi is symbolic you know" She smirked. "In Spain they called me Kahleesi of the South. Although the title does not belong to 'Bastille' it belongs to the leader of the new underground railroad. As always, stealing ancient tactics and mixing them with literature has been a rather lucky venture of mine. I built a refugee network using the Brothels as my cover. I amassed a small army over there and even more power and influence through out their annex- all under the guise I made named Kahleesi. Tell me, love, did you ever read 'A song of Ice and Fire'?"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 18, 2012 7:00:01 GMT -8
"I have not."
He said settling back in to the chair. He assumed she was going to tell him about it. Which was fine, it was interesting to see her offering up information of what she did during their time apart.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 18, 2012 11:13:17 GMT -8
"It's a book series by the author George R.R. Martin. In it there is a girl that is called by the name of 'Kahleesi'- it's where I stole the name from, but like everything I do, there's a reason. As the book would have it, the 'Kahleesi' has three children not her own, but that she managed to break from an unyeilding sleep; Rhaegal, Drogon, and Viserion. She is known in the story by the rest of the land as The Mother of Dragons."
She smirked lightly, heading over towards the kitchen sink and turning her back to him.
"Just in case you were curious why I chose such an odd name"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 18, 2012 11:18:31 GMT -8
"So what I am hearing is you want to Mother Leon, David, and myself?"
He teased.
"Or that you want to have three of my children."
Still teasing.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 18, 2012 11:23:07 GMT -8
Bastille just rolled her eyes. "It was my connection to you, dumb ass- the only clue that Kahleesi of the south belongs to the name Bastille. But, being a man, I guess that totally just went over your handsome little head."
she snarked with a smirk.
"Good thing your gorgeous."
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 18, 2012 11:24:30 GMT -8
"Oh you know me, just getting by on nothing but my looks."
He stuck his tongue out at her.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 18, 2012 11:38:20 GMT -8
"Heureusement pour vous, je n'ai pas vu cela." She said in a slightly sarcastic tone. She pushed her hair out of her face and continued to do the dishes.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 18, 2012 11:41:48 GMT -8
"Or maybe we are both the lucky ones."
He said with a chuckle.
"At least you're not boring."
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 18, 2012 11:44:07 GMT -8
"Vous parlez français?" She smirked, taking his comment as the small compliment she'd get this morning. "Låt oss försöka svenskt" Beaming, she raised a brow.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 18, 2012 11:55:01 GMT -8
"English is native. Hebrew because you know, he was Jewish. German for Ark and Faust, Japanese for Tokyo, and French for you."
Small pause.
"And Dragon."
Naturally.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 18, 2012 11:56:44 GMT -8
"Why French for me? I am British, not French, and I speak a multitude of languages....although, what in heavens is Dragon?"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 18, 2012 12:00:35 GMT -8
"French for you because I have heard you speak it before. As for Dragon... Drec ec Tnykuh."
He looked at he with a blank face before he took another bite of food. Staring at her.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 18, 2012 17:51:08 GMT -8
She just stared back, as if trying to figure out a puzzel.
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